Mark's gaze fell on the winding scar across my chest, his eyes immediately darkening. He reached out, fingertips brushing ever so gently over the uneven ridges, as if he were afraid he might shatter something."When I found you back then, this scar was still bleeding," he said, his voice thick with heartache. "You were wrapped in a dress burned black, huddled in the corner of the warehouse, too weak to even cry…"As he spoke, his Adam's apple bobbed, and the arm around me tightened.I could feel his body tense slightly. He was clearly reliving that moment, the mix of heartache and fury surging through him again.From that day on, Mark paid special attention to this matter and quietly sent his most trusted Consigliere to investigate Lina.Within days, the full report landed on the desk in his study.As it turned out, to make sure Christopher would never find me again back then, Lina had deliberately arranged for me to be lured to an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. Sh
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